I've been dreaming about Doctor Who. Which, though a little weird, is fine. Because that means I was dreaming about David Tennant *swoon* I can't help it! It's that cheeky grin! And dude when he was on the Friday Night Project! I knew he was Scottish but I'd never heard his accent before! :O I went weak at the knees! BUT it did inspire me to finish downloading the new Doctor Who series. I've already got the 2006, but i got the 2005 one now as well, just because it's still cool even if i don't fancy Christopher Eccelston.

My friends and one extra sister went down to The Laughing Buddha for dinner (i mean the tea type, not the lunch type) because it's an all-you-can-eat buffet for a little over a tenner, including desserts and i didn't realise how full i was until i got outside and tried to walk! I thought some toddler had sat in my stomach it felt so bloated! Yeessh! I tell ya, it's 'cause I don't get such nice food from my own cooking -I just can't be bothered! Speaking of which, my carrot and courgette are looking a little sorry for themselves (they have been in my fridge for a week...) so I think I will have to cook up the spag bol. Hopefully I won't have to buy any food this week, maybe just some milk, so my little weekly budget will either a)be spent more on alcohol. b)go on out-food, like baguettes and cakes. c)be spent on clothes, beacuse I need a new top to go with the skirt I bought :S. or d) actually be left in the bank to go towards getting myself a little out of a debt.
our survery says? probably the top will win, and a sandwich from Fresh To Go, because I haven't had one since it opened and I feel a little left out when everyone else goes in to get something and I'm left outside like a right moomin because I want to use as little of my overdraft as possible. (MOAN OVER) The top will be from Primark though, so I won't feel too bad... unless I give in and use my Topshop xmas pressie and get a top from there as well, which the pressie doesn't quite cover.

SOMEBODY EMPLOY ME!

I am going a little icon crazy, I keep making them! I wanna put them on here, but i can't afford to go out in RL let alone a paid LJ account or a domain, so a few will have to do :( Lmao. Aaah well. I didn't even know which ones to upload here! Theres a tonne on my hard-drive (which is also slowly but surely filling up :S) so i'm gonna upload them to my site at some point! Then you can all oogle at my amazing work. Yeah.. that's right. OOGLE. MWAH HA!

When I came back after the Christmas hols i HONESTLY meant to go to all my lectures and all my seminars -I always go to my workshops anyway, but the lectures are just so BORING that all my good intentions have gone to pot. Oh well, you know what they say about good intentions ... but i missed both my lectures today. I woke up with a splitting headache and just couldn't face sitting through the two dullest lectures on my course when I could stay in bed. So... stay in bed I did. Until the fire alarm went off (like it does every wednesday) except that it went off two hours early and scared the bejeezus out of me.

yes. anyway i'm going back to icons now.

Hmm. Wondering about the title? Not much too it. I'm getting lost in uni life again, it's taken me like three weeks to get back into the swing of things though! That's pretty bad; and now that I have, nobody is around! One roomate has gone home to rest (had an op on her knee), the other has glandular fever so, bless her, she's a bit tired; and our virtual roomate (& living with us next year) has gone back home after only two days.. and she didn't even come and say hello :O I feel so unloved.
Oh Well. I'll get over it ;)

I broke a plate! Again! That brings my count of broken things up to: four or five ish. Nobody else breaks things :( I can't help it if I'm accident prone; i'm not clumsy. So i'm in mourning for yet another broken kitchen thing.

Anyway, just needed to pop on here and say that. Well, not the broken plate thing that was just a random aside, but that I'm usually forgetful at uni so... I'll be making icons and things, but they'll be put up once a month or so in big gulps.

oh my dear lord it SNOWED last night and it was manic. i know you're supposed to be all grown up at university but let's face it that's just a myth they like to spin. i think you actually get less mature once you're there, cause it's like you're in primary school again. nothing matters, there is no such thing as responsibility (selective forgetting on students behalf) and play time is the best time of the day! last night at about 1am loadsa of people were out and about havig snowball fights.t'was awesome, though i'll admit a little bit chilly -which is my catchphrase of the week 'cause i seem to be saying it a lot: "how're you, luce" "good, a little bit chilly though" is how it usually goes.

on a more (shudder) domestic note i have done my washing up! been putting it off for a few days now but i finally ran out of forks (not a hard task -i only have two or three left now).
which brings my head to another point. where do  my forks go?? into an ether of lost forks? mind you, i found a teaspoon i'd lost fot about four weeks just as i was leaving back home. and that was in the ether of 'under some stuff'.
still, i miss those forks. they let me put off doing washing up for that little bit longer! =D

My temper seems determind to get lost. all day i've been getting very fume-y at stupid things that usually just make me go "grr" in my head, but instead i find myself with my heart beating faster and holding my breathing in because i get so angry. it's very odd -i'm not exactly known for loosing my temper. the opposite really... but that doesn't mean i haven't got an awful one. i just keep it all tucked up and out of the way ;)
Yet today. Just. Grr. I think i need to go out and chill, which is fine because that's all i've got planned for the next four nights anyway.

...standing here outside your door, don't wanna wake you up to say goodbye
 aaah classic song that. sang it in year 6 'cause our headmaster was leaving so, naturally, we had to sing his favourite song. we were leaving too.. how rude. we didn't sing anything cool that we liked! it was like we were sodding breaking up with the man or something. hmm. that's weird. paedo-style. yurgh. he wasn't, mind you, a paedo I mean. uum yes.

anyway. aside from that random tangent. WOOO MY BRO PASSED HIS DRIVERS TEST! get in my son! we can all drive now, well. except for my mum who is not allowed for about 6 weeks otherwise her stitches will yank open. ew. nasty mental picture there.

going home tomorrow. woop woop woop. well by home i mean back to uni. home is where the heart is. hmm. my heart is... numb. hah. so home is whereever i want. guttedd saying. mwah. i am feelin random. an hungry. stupid yucky dinner. i forced it down so quick it hurt to swallow!

why is the show so addictive? ey? i mean... it's a bunch of boxes -red ones i'll admit- and i'm sure the numbers are printed with absolute love and care... but really. if this show didn't have noel edmunds and his brilliant shirts on it, well... would it have been such a sucess.
'Cause, to be perfectly honest when i'm sitting in my room at uni, i don't put the show on to see how the show is playing out that day, i put it on because someone has just said "OMG LOOK AT NOELS SHIRT TODAY" -which, ofcourse, makes me turn the telly on immediately just to check it out.
and mute is usually on.

so, i'll admit i'm a bit perplexed as to my my grandma, bless her heart, insists on getting home to watch the show every single day, and taping it when she can't. my mum, who is sitting beside me now, is lso avidly watching the show as i type.my aunt has bought the board game, and my parents have bought the dvd. why is the show sweaping up the nation so????

i'm bloody well sure they aren't watching it for the same reason i do at uni. no one has made a single comment about noel's shirt and it's been on for half hour. the only thing that has happened, is that my parents have shown a terrifying familiarity to the contestants -knowing their names, who they are, whether they're funny or not and just general knowledge. they shout out when the red numbers come out, and whoop when the blue ones do, moan at poor offers and voice their judgements and opinions on the banker's decisions as well as the contestants.

all in all, i find it pretty bizarre. especially as last last sunday (as in, urm, not yesterday) that i was enraptured as my slightly older relatives! I was staring at the screen, couldn't move an inch unless it was to cheer (even though i desperately needed the loo and it was getting quite painful) and my heart was beating fast and my breath was all strained (no i'm not asmatic) and i was all like "ooooh" and then when the girl won the £250 000 i actually jumped and whooped for joy, hands in the air and a "get in" and everything! aaaaaaaargh. am i turning into my mum?? or am i just becoming a deal or no deal fan? will we ever find out? why am i typing as though this is a comic?

After about a month agonising over how on earth i was supposed to override the stylesheets for LJ, and after having pretty much every tentative experiment turn out horribly. Horrifically. Tear you eyes out and don't look bad... I caved. I found this style override at the wonderful Emma-Jane's Disparue, and it'll probably be in place until I learn myself. I know CSS, so it shouldn't be too hard (she prays, begs TPTB).

Urgh, my mom is still in hospital,but she should be out on Monday yaaay :D I miss her, but it's kinda sad 'cause she can't laugh properly at the minute, it hurts her too much. That's just wrong. It was probably a bad idea that I told her to watch Ugly Betty 'cause that's really funny... I could see her laughing at that.

I'm honestly trying to write, I am. But i keep hitting blocks every other minute, and if it's not my head, it's my eyes and then i can't look at the screen any more! Like now... i can barely see it :S So i'm gonna go take out my contacts and try and make some more icons ^_^